Zhou Leping came back from his talk with Cuishan to reassure Zhao Deng, "I've settled everything about silver with her. You don't have to worry about it later."

Zhao Deng is curious, "how did you tell her, how did she listen to you so much?"

With a smile, she patted Zhao Deng on the shoulder and said, "don't ask. I'll find someone to feed me some good fodder for my victory. It's the hardest thing on the way."

"I've already let people go. Don't worry. I can't treat it badly."

"By the way, why haven't you seen Keith all the time? What about other people? "

When it comes to Qi Si, Zhao Deng's expression becomes as difficult as words. Zhou Leping is stunned. He has a bad premonition in his heart, "what's the matter? I always feel uneasy when you are like this. Do you want to say a word? "

Zhao Deng then sighed, "don't worry, people live well, that is... Ho, how to say? When we just got to Sheung Shui, he saved a girl. Later, they got better. But the girl's parents were infected with malaria, so the girl was also recruited. When Cui Shan came, she was left with a breath. He didn't cure it, so he didn't see anyone. He was very hurt

It turned out to be love sorrow. Zhou Leping sighed softly, "it was not all good before. Why did malaria spread all of a sudden? Have you checked the cause? "

Zhao Deng shook his head. "I also feel strange about this. Not long after Zhao Shiqian sent people to attack Shangshui and defeated the battle, he found that there were people with high fever. At first, there were only one or two, but in a few days, more and more people were found. The military doctors said it was malaria, but the reason has not been found out."

"Could it be a corpse?"

After the first World War, special people are often left to clean the battlefield, especially on days like now. If the corpses are not disposed of in time, they will rot and stink in one place, and malaria is easy to break out. There are many such things, and the lessons are not once or twice, which is also the most likely situation.

Zhao Deng shook his head firmly and said, "no, it's impossible. After the war, all the corpses were burned in one place. It can't be because of the corpses."

The more I think about it, the more strange I feel. I always feel that there is something wrong. Zhou Leping asked again when malaria was discovered and from whom it was first discovered. After several inquiries, he had a bold guess in his heart.

After Zhao Shiqian sent someone to attack Sheung Shui for the second time, the weaving Institute sent someone to deliver the catapult truck. When he came back, he became infected with malaria. That is to say, someone in Zhao and Deng's army was infected with malaria at that time, but they didn't know it. The first attack was on a prisoner of Zhao Shiqian's army.

This explains clearly that malaria was not the cause of Zhao and Deng's army, but spread to Sheung Shui from outside.

"Are there any of those prisoners alive?"

"No, they're all dead. After discovering that some people were infected with malaria, they thought they couldn't be cured, so they were isolated. Within a few days, they became more and more seriously ill. Later, the military doctors didn't dare to see them, and they burned together after they died."

Zhou Leping pinched his eyebrows and asked, "did you catch a prisoner last time?"

Zhao Deng nodded, "yes, but strangely, those people are very tough. After being arrested, they either bite their tongue and commit suicide, or deliberately provoke our soldiers to kill him, but none of them is willing to survive."

It's close to the truth. "What about this time?"

Zhao Deng seems to be a little bit back to God, "quite obedient, after being arrested, there is no resistance..." said, the thread in the brain suddenly cleared, "you mean, this is premeditated, these people are deliberately captured?"

His back was dripping with cold sweat. "That is to say, these people got sick early in the morning, and then they were captured on purpose, in order to infect the people in our army with malaria on purpose?"

"It's a pity that all those people are dead, or maybe there's something else to ask."

Zhao Deng smashed his fist on the stone wall next to him, biting his teeth and uttering angrily, "how can he do this? Even if it is to deal with me, how can he come up with such a sinister method? Has he not considered it for the people in the city? The people are innocent. How can he be an emperor when he does that? "

Zhou Leping stopped her, rolled up his sleeve to help him dry the blood on his hands, "now there is no evidence to prove that what we said is true, just a guess."

"What more evidence? Isn't that obvious? "

Zhao Deng shook his hand, "originally, I felt more guilty about doing this, but now... I just hate how I didn't see what kind of person he was. If I knew that, I should fight for the throne first."

"This is the end of the story. It's true to do a good job."

If Zhao Shiqian really used this method to deal with Zhao Deng, he really deserved to die. He did not think about how serious the consequences would be if malaria spread. It was not only these soldiers but also tens of thousands of innocent people who died. As an emperor, he regarded human life as a piece of grass. Instead, he really helped Zhou.

In the evening, Qi Miao went to deliver food to Qi Si and told him that Zhou Leping had come. He also told him that malaria might have been the emperor's means this time. He was waiting to persuade him again, but Qi Si suddenly stood up.

Qi Miao didn't even see how he went. A gust of wind swept in front of him. There was no shadow of him in the room.

His elder brother has lived for so many years, and he has never seen him cry. Now he has shed tears for a girl, and he is still shut up all day. Originally, he talks less, but now he is even less. Qi Miao is really afraid. Don't he want to do stupid things for a moment? So I ran after him in a hurry, followed him all the way, and finally just went to see Zhou Leping. Zhou Leping is very fond of Qi Si. He is quite introverted. On the surface, he is not easy to get along with everyone. But in fact, his heart is very hot. How long has this kind of man been in love with? He hasn't seen any girl he's ever been in love with for so many years. After a cold love, he died. Just look at the haggard appearance, you can see how sad he is. She wanted to comfort him, but she didn't know what to say. She just patted him on the shoulder. There was not so much sentimental talk between men. She didn't say that he understood. Qi Si didn't say much, so he asked the point, "malaria is the emperor's calculation?" Zhou Leping stares at Qi Miao. Qi Miao shrinks his neck. I don't blame him for his quick talk. Anyway, I can't hide it. It's better to let him know earlier, so that he doesn't have to be decadent day by day. It's better to have hatred in his heart than nothing in his heart like a living dead man“ Just guess like this, because the first attack was the prisoner captured from Zhao Shiqian's army, so... "Afraid that he would do something stupid on impulse, Zhou Leping said hurriedly," you must not think about doing something to die by yourself. " I'm not that stupid, but I'll kill him myself